01x08 - Clucky Day/Take Me Out to the Fetch Game

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-[tires squeal]

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♪ Go, dog,
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[Tag] "Clucky Day"

[horn honks]

Heya, Scooch.
Playground time!

As you can see, my tail and I
are very excited.

Sorry, Tag. I'm not in
a playing mood today.

Maybe tomorrow.

Not in a playing mood?
Is that even a thing?

Whoa.

Uh, Scooch?
What's with the chickens?

Chickens are on my mind.

Back on my old farm,
today's Clucky Day.

"Clucky Day"?

It's a big celebration of chickens!

It starts at sunset.
All our neighbors come.

There's decorations,
and hoedown music and dancing,

and-corn-on-a-stick.

And chickens, lots of chickens...

lots and lots and lots of chickens.

But my farm's too far away,
so I'm missing it.

Aw, buddy. I'm sorry you're missing
such a special day,

but maybe the playground
could take your mind off chickens?

Sure, Tag. I'll give it a shot.

Right after I show you
the rest of my chicken drawings!

There's Barry and Larry and Carrie
and Kevin...

Hop, hop, hop, hop!

[imitating a chicken]
Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk.

Catch!

[sighs]
It looks like a chicken egg.

♪ Rock-a-bye, chicken,
mm-hmm-hmm hmm ♪

Whoo-hoo! Come on, Scooch!

Can't do it.

Even monkey bars
make you think of chickens?

No! They make me think
of monkeys!

Which isn't fair to the chickens!

Because I should be thinking of them.

Okay. You're right, Scooch,

you're not in a playing mood.

Thanks for trying, Tag,

but I think I'm gonna head home

and draw more chickens... [sighs]

...since I won't get
to see the real thing.

[Tag] Or maybe he will

It's time to hatch a plan.

[Tag]
Attention!

Thank you, dogs, for coming today.

We're here because
we're all Scooch's friends!

Or his mom.
Hi, Sergeant Pooch!

Or some of you are just customers
enjoying your pawcakes.

[chewing noisily]

Poor Scooch is missing Clucky Day,

a big celebration on his old farm.

So, we're going to bring Clucky Day
to Pawston!

-Oh, yeah!
-Good idea!

[mumbling]

Here's what we need:
a place for the party...

Oh! We can have it in our yard.

Check! Thanks, Sarge.

Next we need somebody to keep
Scooch busy while we set up.

I can keep him busy...

with hats!

Check! Thank you, Lady Lydia.

-Decorations?
-[clown horn honks]

Clowns love to decorate!

Almost as much as
they love to throw pies.

Didn't know that.
Thanks, Cheddar Biscuit.

Check! Music?

[harmonizing]
♪ We will make up a Clucky Day song ♪

Thanks, Barkapella! Check.

Corn-on-a-stick.
Well, the diner has corn.

And I have a collection of sticks
of different sizes,

shapes and woodiness.

Check, and check.

And I'll get the chicken.
There's a farm near Pawston.

Anybody want to help me?

Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
I speak chicken.

-Really, Beans?
-Uh-huh!

I'm a sheepdog.
I used to work on a farm.

I speech Chickenese, Sheepish,
and a tiny bit of Pig Latin.

Great! We'll all meet
at Scooch's backyard at sunset.

-Go, dogs, go!
-Come on!

[laughter, chatter]

Not you, sir.
You can finish your pawcakes.

[eating noisily]

-Hello.
-Hello.

Do you like my hat?

You're not wearing a hat,
Lady Lydia.

That is exactly the problem.

I'm going to a very special event tonight,

and I don't know what hat to wear.

-Will you help me?
-Sure. Happy to help.

Oh, wonderful!
It will only take a moment.

Wow. That's a lot of hats.

Do you like... this hat?

Yes, I do, actually. Love the color.

That's the one. Good-bye.

[gasps]
The party!

I can't let him see! Wait!

[grunts] But I do not like this hat.

-You don't?
-You know,

I think I should try on all the hats,

and then you tell me your favorite.

Sure. Why not?

Maybe it'll keep my mind off chickens.

[laughing]
Oh! How fun!

[Tag]
Here we are, Beans.

-Farm, sweet farm.
-Yes!

[grunting]

-[popping sound]
-Also, this sidecar

might be to small for me
after all,

because I can't feel
my arms and legs.

[both grunting]

[pop]

Whoa, whoa! Ooh.

Oh. Hello there.

Or should I say...
bawk, bawk, ba-cawk!

[clucking conversationally]

-What'd they say?
-Oh, they said "Hi." [chuckles]

-My Chickenese is still pretty good.
-Great!

Now ask them if they'll come
to Pawston

to help Scooch celebrate
Clucky Day?

[clears throat,
speaks Chickenese]

[conversation begins]

[Beans laughing]

That's hilarious!

-[continues in Chickenese]
-Beans! What's happening?

Sorry, we got to talking about
movies and sports and goats.

[whispering]
They don't like goats.

I'll ask them again.

-[clucking]...Pawston?
-[Chicken answers in Chickenese]

-That was a yes.
-Great! Come on, chickens!

[all clucking excitedly]

[squawks]

[Tag] Hop in!

[clucking]

I can't wait to see the smile
on Scooch's face when he...

-[noisy clucking]
-What's going on?

Oh, Danny wants a window seat,
'cause he likes to see the road.

But Melissa doesn't want
to sit in the middle

because Eddie's feathers
always get in her face.

I get it. I've got three brothers
and a sister.

Sounds like you guys need
a little extra wing room.

[all clucking]

[clucking stops]

[Beans clucking]
That means "Good thinking, Tag."

[groans]

Clucky Day, here we come!
Go, dogs...

-[chicken clucks]
-...and chickens, go!

[motor running]

-[loud cluck]
-[Beans] Tag, go back!

Eddie forgot his blankie.

Chickens can be a handful
when they travel.

Or this one?

I think that's a winner.
I love the brim. It's so wide!

[Lady Lydia gasps]
The corn.

Um... why don't you
try on this one?

Uh, well, it's a little itchy,

and kinda hard to see.

[country music playing]

-[noisy clucking]
-[tires screech]

They said they need a snack.

Ow! Ow! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

-[loud clucking]
-[tires screech]

Ooh. They said they want
to stretch their legs.

[sighs]

-[chicken clucks]
-[tires screech]

They want to take a picture.

-[clucks]
-[camera beeps, clicks]

[chicken clucks]

They said they want to listen
to chicken music.

-[music playing]
-[all clucking along]

[musical clucking continues]

-[song ends]
-Wow!

-That was so beautiful.
-[tires screech, engine sputters]

-[groans]
-[clank]

The engine broke down!
All that stopping.

I gotta get this gear
back into position.

But I don't have my tools with me.

[grunting]

[sighs]
It's not budging!

Ah, well, I guess we gotta
live here forever.

[curious clucking]

No. There's gotta be a way.

We've come this far.

It's Clucky Day, and my buddy Scooch
wants to see some chickens!

Who's with me?

[silence]

[clanking]

Oh! Chickens are with me.

[clanking]

[motor starts]

-Yes!
-Yay! You go, Melissa!

I'm starting to get why
Scooch loves chickens so much.

[happy clucking]

I like this hat because it's purple,

And I like this hat because it's big.

And I like this hat because it's small.

And I like this hat
because it's also small.

I like this hat
because it has a feather.

Just like chickens.

[vehicle approaching]

-[tires screech]
-[Lady Lydia gasps]

-Chickens!
-Why did you say "chickens"?

Chickens, chickens, chickens!
What a delightful word!

Come on!
I have one more hat to try on.

And it's in your yard!

My yard? This has been
a very strange day.

Looks great, everyone!

And Scooch and Lady Lydia
should be here any...

[Lady Lydia, singsong] He-llo-o!

Here they come! Quick!
Everyone hide!

[clucking]

Corn? Chicken drawings?

A chicken?

-Huh?
-[all] Happy Clucky Day!

Clucky Day? In Pawston?

-With real chickens?
-[clucking]

Wouldn't be Clucky Day
without chickens.

-Or this hat!
-Hit it, Barkapellas!

[harmonizing] ♪ Well... ♪

♪ It's your cluck, cluck. cluck cluck,
cluck, cluck, clucky day ♪

[clucking]

♪ It's time to raise the roost
as chickens like to say ♪

♪ So greet your troubles at the dawn ♪

♪ And tell them bawk, bawk, bawk,
be gone ♪

♪ It's your cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck,
cluck, clucky day ♪

♪ Well, it's your cluck, cluck,
cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, clucky day ♪

-[all cluck]
-♪ Bad luck has flown the coop ♪

♪ There's nothing in your way ♪

♪ Somebody tries to get your goat,
tell them c*ck-a-doodle don't ♪

♪ It's your cluck cluck cluck cluck
cluck cluck clucky day ♪

-[all cluck]
-Yeah, it's your cluck cluck cluck cluck ♪

♪ Cluck cluck clucky d-a-a-a-y

[chicken clucking]

[all cheering, applauding]]

I'm the cluckiest guy on earth!

Thanks to you, Tag.

No. I'm the clucky one, Scooch,

because you moved to Pawston.

Now let's have some corn.

[clucking]

Melissa says that Eddie ate all the corn.
Chickens are a handful at parties, too.

[Beans clucking]

[laughing]

-[clucking]
-[laughing]

Whoaaa!

[Tag] "Take Me Out to the Fetch Game"

And then I say,
"Let's go, Get Sox!"

-And then you say...
-"Let's go?"

Right!
And then I say, "Let's go, Get Sox!"

-And then we both say...
-[both] Let's go!

Scooch, you're a natural fetch fan.

You're going to love seeing
your first game.

Can't wait! To the stadium!

-To the...
-[tires screeching]

Why'd we stop?

That's Coach Chewman.
The Pawston Get Sox head coach.

He should be at the stadium
getting ready for the game.

-You sure it's him?
-Yep.

I have his fetch card.

[Scooch] That's him.

Says here he loves sunbathing
and magazines.

[slurping]

Hi, Coach Chewman, I'm Tag,
this is Scooch.

We're your number one fans!

Hey, nice to meet ya, kids.

Why aren't you at the stadium?

Well, it's my day off.

Just enjoying some sunshine.

The game's tomorrow.

I know the team's schedule by heart.

I'm afraid the game's today, Coach.

Well, I'm the coach, so I'm pretty sure
the game is tomorrow.

Here's the schedule.

[spits, gasps]

It is today!

Oh, why do I always mix up my Tuesdays
and Wednesdays?!

They're right next to each other,
so it's an easy mistake.

I think I told the players
the game was tomorrow!

-Oh, no!
-Uh-oh.

[rock music playing]

[Scooch] Thank you.

[sighs]
Field's empty!

-Dugout's empty.
-Popcorn's empty.

What? We can get more.

[sighs]
I need five fetch players,

or we'll automatically lose the game.

Aww. It's the last game of the season.

I guess I won't see my first fetch game
after all.

[man groans loudly]

-Who's that?
-[Coach] That's Early Ed.

He's always the first fan here.

Too bad he's here for nothing today.

Not so fast, Coach.

Scooch and I can find the players.

Thanks, Tag. Problem is, they think
it's their day off.

They could be anywhere in town.

Tag! Don't your cards show
what the players love to do?

Good thinking, Scooch.

That could help us figure out where
they might be on their day off!

It's worth a shot. If you find 'em,
send 'em back here

and I'll get 'em ready to play.

Team effort!

-[Coach] Let's go, Get Sox!
-[all] Let's go!

[laughing]

Thanks for the support, Early Ed!

All right, Scooch. Who's first?

Catch Morely.

Team captain
and two-time all-star.

Says here she loves
bird chasing.

Who doesn't?
A classic dog hobby.

Well, if you're gonna chase birds,
only one place to go!

-[birds chirping]
-Bird Boulevard.

[chirping continues]

Well, the name fits.

[chirping]

-There goes a bird.
-Which means...

-[dog barking]
-There goes Catch Morely!

-[barking]
-[birds chirping]

Catch! Catch Morely!

Whoa! She's fast!

And we have to be faster.

Scooch, it's time to go all-fours.

Whoa.

-[bird chirping]
-Catch Morely!

-[barking]
-[Scooch] She doesn't hear us!

[dog barking, bird chirping]

Ahh.

Catch Morely, you have
a fetch game today!

I think you mean tomorrow.
Today is my day off.

No, it's today. Coach Chewman got
his Tuesday and Wednesday mixed up.

Aw, no! He's really bad
with days of the week.

I've been trying to teach him!

Thanks for the heads up!
Hey, bird. Chase me to the stadium.

[bird chirping]

[barking]

Catch Morely! You made it!

All right, here we go! Look alive!

Nice fetch! Okay. Got one player,
four more to go!

Four more to go! Yeah!

-Who's next, Scooch?
-Flip Chasely.

Holds the team record
for most fetches in a game.

Says here, "Flip is an excellent hider

who loves playing hide-and-seek."

So he's probably hiding
on his day off.

Then time to do some seeking.

I know some good hiding spots
in the town center.

Oh, hello! Do you like
my unusually tall and large hat?

Uh, no time, Lady Lydia!

Can we get back to you later?

Well, certainly!

I'll check back in a bit.

Flip's not here.

He's not here either.

Or here.

Sorry, folks. Enjoy your picnic!

Flip is a good hider.
We'll find him later.

-Who's the next player?
-Donny Slippers.

Huh. Says here he loves to sing.

Then I think I know who
he might be with.

[Barkapella beatboxing]

♪ We're standin' on the corner
and we're singin' a song ♪

♪ We got Donny from the fetch team
singin' along ♪

♪ Yeah, me, from the fetch team,
singin' along ♪

[all] ♪ Yeah, Donny from the fetch team
singin' along ♪

[Donny] ♪ I'm singin' along
'cause I'm longin' to sing ♪

-[Tag] There he is.
-♪ And I can sing anything ♪

-♪ Go, Donny ♪
-♪ And I can sing anything, I sing ♪

-Donny! Donny Slippers!

-♪ Low in the summer and ♪
-♪ High in the spring ♪

Whoa. Donny's really into it.

He can't hear us.

I have an idea.

Wrote them a new song.

♪ Two, three, four ♪

♪ The Pawston Get Sox
are playin' today ♪

♪ Got to get to the stadium right away ♪

♪ I gotta get to the stadium right away,
I gotta... ♪

I gotta get to the stadium
right away. Okay. 'Bye!

♪ Standin' on the corner
and we're singin' a song ♪

♪ But Donny just left,
so let's get a pizza ♪

♪ Good thinkin' ♪

Well played, Scooch.

Who's next?

Gabe Roof.
Enjoys snorkeling.

Then we're heading to the ocean.

Hello! Just following up

to see if you like
my unusually tall and large hat.

So sorry, Lady Lydia.
It's been a busy day.

Can we talk later?

No problem.
My afternoon is quite free.

[Scooch] Whoo-hoo!

[laughing] Yeah!

Sweet moves, Tag.

But shouldn't we be looking
for Gabe Roof?

We are looking. In style.

Think that's a snorkel?

One way to find out.

Gabe Roof?
There's a fetch game today!

-Uh, really?
-Yup.

Coach got the day wrong.

[takes deep breath]

Whoa. We better get back
to dry land.

We've got two more players to find.

Whoo-hoo!

Still a bad time to discuss
my unusually tall and large hat?

[giggles]
It's... It's tall and large, no?

[Tag] Uh, not ideal!
Talk soon, I promise!

Gabe Roof! Ha ha!

All right! Go get warmed up.

[groans] But it's almost game time,
and I don't have a full team.

It's all my fault!

I really have to learn
my days of the week.

[grunts] A Tuesday...
then Wednesday...

-Okay! Early Ed! Test me.
-What comes after Tuesday?

I know this one! Tuesday?

[fan groans]

[Tag] Still no sign of Flip.

Who's next?

Last card. Waggs Martinez.

Says here she enjoys stunt flying.

-[nervously] Stunt flying?
-Well, only one place to look.

[beep]

Scooch Pooch,
prepare for takeoff!

Hey! I never prepared!

There's Waggs!

That's not much of a stunt.

[engine roaring]

But that is!

-Wait. Where did Waggs go?
-Down there!

A-ha! Then that's
where we're headed.

Go, dog, whoa!

Hi, Waggs Martinez.
Sorry to interrupt your stunt flying,

but you have a fetch game today.

Coach got the day wrong.

Oh! Thanks for the heads up!

[Tag] See you there!

Yes! Four players found.
That only leaves Flip.

But he could be hiding anywhere.

So let's look everywhere.

[upbeat music playing]

[audience cheering]

[panting] Ohh.

We've searched everywhere,
and no Flip!

[Lady Lydia] Is now an okay time?

[soft rustling]

It's a great time!

Scooch,
there's one more place to look.

Lady Lydia, we do like your hat.

Can we look under it, please?

Of course!

-[Scooch gasps]
-Yes!

Flip Chasely!

Yes! Flip is an old friend.

He was looking for a new hiding spot,

and I had just the unusually
tall and large hat for him.

Go figure.
[giggles]

Flip, you have a fetch game
right now!

-Really? I thought...
-Coach mixed up the days.

So let's go, dog, go!

[Coach] Sorry, guys.

We have four players,
but we needed five.

We're out of time.

No, you're not, Coach.
Here's Flip!

Yeah! Flip Chasely!
Whoo-hoo!

We got the whole team!

Tag! Scooch! You're amazing!

Best Wednesday ever!

-[all] Tuesday!
-Right.

Okay, Pawston Get Sox,

let's... play... fetch!

-[cheering]
-Nice!

[all gasp]

Let's go, Get Sox!

Let's go!

Um, Lady Lydia?

Oops. Sorry.

[chuckling]

[theme music playing]

[scatting]

♪ Bow-wow-wow ♪